Wood, in his Sunday habiliments and Sunday buckle. ” “We might even have—given it up for them!” “I wonder if we could. ” Ennison dropped the evening paper which he had been pretending to read. " "So do I!" she cried; "for then you would have been really my brother. ‘Comment? What do you wish?’ ‘What the devil do you think you’re up to now, I’d like to know?’ Her eyes flashed. The tropical dawn is swift. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. She responded as he slipped his hands under her sweater. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. “I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry.
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